Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 5 Take the initiative
After much deliberation, Lu Wubing finally made up his mind.

He silently memorized the sword manual, then left the cellar and copied it again. He put the real "Yuanling Sword Manual" into a black wooden box and kept it in his bosom.

After that, I gave my mother a few more instructions.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he decided not to linger any longer. He changed into servant's clothes, put on a straw hat, and climbed over the wall...

I mingled with the crowds of people returning home late at night, turning left and right until I came to a dilapidated alley and knocked on the door of a house.

"Young Master."

Upon seeing Lu Wubing lift his bamboo hat to greet an elderly man with white hair, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle Fu, please keep this with you. If you hear any news of the massacre of my Lu family or any news of my misfortune, just open the package. There's a letter inside. Just do as I say. Thank you."

"Don't worry, as long as this old servant is alive, nothing will go wrong."

A sharp glint flashed in the old man's eyes. He took a deep breath and agreed. He could glean a lot from Lu Wubing's tone.

"Actually, it was just a backup plan; we might not have needed to take this step."

Lu Wubing smiled, took out a handful of loose silver and stuffed it into the old man's hand, then put his bamboo hat back on and quietly left.

Follow the cat that is leading the way.

We arrived at the Yuelai Inn at the street corner.

Lu Wubing tossed a piece of silver into his servant's hand, said "Looking for someone," and went upstairs to a guest room, where he gently knocked on the door.

The door opened, but no one was inside.

Lu Wubing glanced at the cat at his feet in surprise and found that the little guy was also a bit confused. He sniffed around with his snow-white little nose and couldn't help but sneeze.

This means they don't want to see me and are avoiding me.

Lu Wubing's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head slightly. He took out a black wooden box from his robes, held it in his hands, and said softly, "This humble one, Lu Wubing, requests an audience with Senior Ouyang. I have nothing of value to offer, so I present you with a manual of the Divine Sword..."

A gentle breeze blew into the house.

Lu Wubing heard a soft exclamation beside him, and before he knew it, there was another person in the room.

This man wore a feathered crown and a blue Taoist robe. He had five long wisps of beard under his chin and gentle eyes that revealed no emotion.

His movements were so skillful, and his demeanor so extraordinary; he was clearly a senior master. This must be Ouyang Zheng, the head of the Tianxing Sect, as mentioned by Constable Li.

"Master."

Lu Wubing didn't care about anything else and bowed respectfully.

Just as he was about to lower his body, he discovered that a tremendous force, both gentle and extremely resilient, blocked his bowing motion, and he could not move no matter how hard he tried.

A faint, almost inaudible laugh could be heard from a little further away.

"Wait a minute. My Heavenly Star Sect doesn't accept just any disciple. Little brat, do you think I would covet your sword manual?"

Ouyang looked at Lu Wubing with a half-smile, clearly having already guessed what he was thinking.

"Senior Ouyang possesses unparalleled divine skills and would naturally not covet my Lu family's mere sword manual. It is only because I have heard of your righteous and chivalrous reputation that spreads throughout the world that I cannot bear to see this evil skill permeate the land. Therefore, I present this sword manual to you for safekeeping, so that there will be no loss."

Lu Wubing smiled, opened the box, took out the sword manual, placed it on the lid, and handed it over with both hands: "Senior will understand after just one look."

Ouyang Zheng's gaze fell on the blood-red characters "Yuanling Sword Manual," and his expression shifted slightly.

These four characters, written with strong, bold strokes, evoke images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, conveying the spirit and will of the person who wrote them.

Good guy.

The cover alone has such an impressive appearance.

Can any martial arts practitioner resist the urge to look at a divine skill manual when it's right in front of them?
I can't stand it any longer.

Ouyang Zheng obviously couldn't ignore it either. He silently took the sword manual, turned to the first page, glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed.

First it turned bluish, then it turned blood red.

As he finished turning six pages of the book, suddenly, his Taoist robe billowed out without any wind.

"Om..."

A muffled thunderclap resounded in his ears. Lu Wubing's eyebrows twitched violently as he saw Ouyang Zheng slightly bend and extend his right middle finger, causing a semi-transparent ripple to spread and surge to the side in the air...

Without a sound, the mahogany stool three zhang away had already shattered into dust.

Is this sword energy or finger strength?
If it happened to me, I'd be smashed to pieces.

"It's really weird..."

Ouyang Zheng's face drained of color, and his voice became even gentler: "You're very good! However, how could your Lu family resist practicing such a powerful demonic sword manual? Even if you didn't practice it, why didn't you just destroy it?"

Lu Wubing's heart skipped a beat, knowing that this was a matter of life and death.

Despite Ouyang Zheng's good reputation and kind smile, he was not a good man.

But the more this is the case, the more dangerous it is.

As the leader of a sect, it would be unreasonable to say that he is a soft-hearted person.

just in case……

"Senior, you may not know this, but my ancestor was well aware that the Yuanling Sword Manual was extremely evil. If any descendant were to practice it, it would surely harm both themselves and others. Therefore, many years ago, he sealed the manual away, leaving behind a dying instruction strictly forbidding any descendants of the Lu family from opening the box and taking anything from it..."

"If it weren't for the ruthless and vicious Donghai Sword Sect's attempt to seize the sword manual, I wouldn't have known that the Lu family still possessed such a harmful item."

At this point, Lu Wubing changed the subject.

"At this critical juncture of life and death, I originally intended to print and distribute the sword manual in large quantities, and have my trusted men travel to various states in the north and south to spread it far and wide."

If anything happens to the Lu family, hundreds or even thousands more people will emerge to cultivate the Yuanling Evil Sword. I ask for nothing else, only that once these practitioners master the sword technique, they will wipe out the entire East Sea Sword Sect, exterminating them all…

"Absolutely not..."

Ouyang's face twitched, and he almost couldn't maintain his high popularity.

The faint thought that had been lingering in my mind vanished in the blink of an eye.

He could fully comprehend how shrewd and ruthless this handsome and refined young man was in his actions.

With his discerning eye, Ouyang Zheng only glanced at the sword manual and activated his first divine meridian before immediately discovering the terrifying power of the Yuanling Sword.

Not only is it incredibly powerful and quick to produce results, but it also affects one's temperament, turning them into something like a demon or monster, causing them to kill without restraint and commit heinous acts.

As long as someone dares to cultivate, within three to five years, an extremely difficult demon will soon appear in the martial arts world.

If hundreds or thousands of such demons appeared, he couldn't even imagine what the world would become.

Even if the East Sea Sword Sect were ten or a hundred times stronger, they could still be wiped out.

Even the Heavenly Star Sword Sect could not remain unaffected.

This is a plan to eliminate all descendants.

"What have the people of the world done to deserve this? Those who cultivate this sword will surely kill countless people, devour souls and spirits, rape and plunder. How can you be so ruthless at such a young age?"

Lu Wubing shook his head and chuckled: "It's not that I'm ruthless, but if we can't get past the East Sea Sword Sect, the entire Lu family will be wiped out."

"We're already dead, what do we care about the deluge behind us? Senior, don't you agree?"

Yes.

Their entire family is going to be wiped out.

You also made the other person kind-hearted.

That would be asking the impossible.

Even if Ouyang Zheng were extremely learned and had a hundred reasons, he couldn't persuade him with even a single word.

Fortunately, Lu Wubing changed the subject and said, "After thinking it over, I realized that things were not as dire as they seemed. I recently learned that Senior Ouyang of the Tianxing Sect was passing through Jiangzhou and staying here temporarily, so I came here immediately to become his disciple."

Presumably, given their reputation as chivalrous figures, they must have been disgusted by the East Sea Sword Sect's cunning and ruthless acts of seizure and killing.

"Once I successfully become a disciple, with the Heavenly Star Sect backing the Lu family, I doubt the East Sea Sword Sect would dare to make any rash moves. All those previous desperate plans were merely backup plans to be used forever; they shouldn't be taken seriously."

(End of this chapter)